Hey, yo, Ice This guy say, he wants to get in, man sure home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, nigga said he's ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know what you're in for,
Blood flows like sands in the moves everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max with the long
High rollin', back breakin' diggers The ill niggas, style Blood weapons of death Stop breath, if you trip on the click
A hot thump to your chest and your just rips You be a made man, the fam accepts no mistakes Chopped up bodies, of funeral wakes Make bones, bring a rat back dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a ditch 'Cause I command a battalion of life takers Plus, the bosses wanna see yo' guts your nuts, dump the bodies in the desert
Here's the to a truck Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and Crime intellect, complex than nerves in your spinal chord job my forte, not off of gun play
Hostage taker, I killed my brother a salt shaker He tried to me a buck What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a that dies No for the punk, he got trunked and bombed
Since he tried to steal, I his arm I drink blood a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north made me kill my They me, "This ain't no game, kid, you're in it You're down with the Syndicate but admit it"
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill your Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not
A thousand ki's, off-shore yacht Really ain't no sweat, Coast and customs are bought Columbian, connect, raise the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we pulled his tongue through his
a message to the rest, don't test Housing are built on the bodies Of punks who wouldn't Big shots are called from the inner sanctum Where the mega-gees regulate the streets, release
They got power you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your You sold your soul, now blood's how you get relief
Now you do what we do, say I say Muthafucka, don't blink unless I say This is a organization, not a gang And you die if I ever hear you spilled my
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not
My friend, I this day would never come What do you mean, Hey Who was when your wife had your first child? Hey, why you're lookin' at me that, man?
Who looked out for you when no one else was Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out talkin' to the feds about me lyin', man
There's only one I can do Hey man, a You me like a bitch Hey, yo
Now at you at you, muthafucka Now at you
on the take, I got moves to make Feds ain't that easy, I still got 'em to They had my man's bitch wired for a month and a Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, five million
Bounced him out in a hour, Went and met him quick, hit him a ice pick Can't take no chances, he with whores No tellin' he spilled when behind closed doors
The protection and loyalty is top priority Violate, body is found in three states Cargo is heat on a Hong cruiser [Incomprehensible] your cruiser
No cash, they want a ton of crystal risk will bring more riches than the national debt We launder money the S and L's and pro-ball teams Ain't no business when it comes to cream
forged from my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town, you hit the ground This is the mob, baby, now on, no off switch don't last [Incomprehensible] you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife up a scam and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist